Replacement Boss In The Inn

47. Cycling in the Old City

Ossa continued to embrace Zoan's neck with both legs on the side. Also the head that kept leaning on the chest of Zoan's neck. It was like he was dreaming of his feelings now.

Rumbling in the chest is increasingly irregular with the breath that feels increasingly sad and difficult. Zoan continued to lay his hands on his waist and on his back. Didn't want Ossa to turn away and look up

"Hold a minute, Ossa. It's gonna be over soon. Does my body smell?" asked Zoan in a whispering voice. Ossa was shaking and still hugging. It might just feel bad about Zoan's question just now. Zoan's scent was very fragrant and melenakan for him.

"Why is this so long, boss Zoan? Usually we quickly go after there is consensus. Ask to be faster," Ossa protested softly while continuing to lean. And with great difficulty Zoan held an amused taste in the skin of his neck. Ossa's breath and speech were very warm to him.

"Before a while, Ossa," persuaded Zoan once more. Patted Ossa's back once.

Then Ossa felt that Zoan was holding something with one hand only. His next hand continued to lean on his waist.

The paper containing the various provisions was finished and then signed by Zoan with one hand. Ignoring Jonas's out-of-control father with his woman there. Also Mr. Hari who holds the woman while talking briefly with Zoan. Then shake hands because the business is final. Zoan also gave a short farewell to Mr. Hari.

"Ossa, it's done. Let's go home. Don't look ahead, you duck while walking and get out." Zoan whispers in Ossa's head which keeps on complying to lean sweetly on his neck.

Zoan stood up while lowering Ossa who was also quick to remove his embrace. Ossa and Zoan are back together. But Zoan again snatched Ossa's hand to hold and carried him out.

Ossa understands why Zoan asks not to look ahead. Ossa guesses sure what Hari and Jonas sir are doing with the woman on their lap. Ossa was reluctant to watch.

Despite being out of the privacy room of the bar and going down to the lobby, Zoan did not take off his hand on Ossa. And the girl also let out a rumble thump in the chest.

"Ossa, our Nego has a goal for lodging on Thousand Islands. What gift do you want? I've asked you before" said Zoan charging Ossa's answer. They had passed through the lobby and exited to the terrace.

"I'll think for a moment, boss Zoan" said Ossa, pulling his hand. Feeling disinclined, especially when Zoan looked at him, it felt so embarrassed. I don't know what Zoan means to hold it. They are now in the hotel parking area.

Zoan lets Ossa pull the hand out of his grasp. Immediately position yourself in the steering chair. Ossa came in and sat down next to him. Zoan went to the hotel zone.

Ossa accidentally saw a group of people cycling at an Old City intersection. The beautiful and unique decorated bike is very interesting. A flash of ideas was present in his mind.

"Boss Zoan, can I get you a present?" asked Ossa looking at the man beside her.

Zoan looked at me with a frown. Also glanced at the horde of people cycling across the corner. Zoan smiled a little. And Ossa feels that lately Zoan has often smiled in front of him.

"What gift do you want, Ossa?" asked Zoan to turn back.

"Want to ride an ornamental bike" replied Ossa smiling. Look back at the cyclists who started to move away from the intersection.

"What single double?" asked Zoan looking at Ossa.

"Emm, double," replied Ossa throwing his face to the side. Ossa pias's face with his own answer. Zoan smiled back.

"We're bonkers?" zoan asked without trying to cover his charming smile.

"Yes, does boss Zoan mind?" tanya Ossa looks disinclined.

"No. But are you the one who's piggybacking?" ask Zoan to joke.

"Are you not ashamed? I'm much smaller than you. Then what's the point of your big body?" sahut Ossa chimed in handsome boss jokes at the inn.

Zoan had pulled the car over one of the shoulders of the road. There are cars parked there. A parking attendant approached him.

"Where to go, my mom?" ask the parking kang while stalling a parking card on Zoan.

"Want to rent an ornamental bicycle, mas," Zoan replied to the parking kang.

"Oooo, wait here, mas. I said my friend." Kang parked saying while putting a cell phone in his ear.

"A little while, my. Patience," said kang parking after connecting a friend of the owner of an ornamental bicycle rental. Zoan just kept quiet while inviting Ossa to pull over for a while.

Not long after, a man appeared to come riding a unique and interesting ornamental bicycle. Decorated from the end of the front wheel to the tip of the wheel in the back. With various flower strands and shiny color papers.

Zoan approached and immediately greeted him. It seemed to be trading easily and quickly without the need to reprimand a word. Zoan got on the bike he had rented.

Triiii...!! Triiii...!! Triiii..!! Triiiing...!!

Zoan cycled around while ringing the bicycle bell repeatedly. Coded Ossa to approach in the splat. Zoan stopped his bike.

"Boss Zoan, are you strong?!" asked Ossa in doubt. Remember if Zoan has just recovered from illness.

"Some, Ossa. I'm in the mood, it feels very healthy. Comeon,,! We have another meeting!" exclaim Zoan ruled. Feeling impatient with Ossa's hesitant expression.

"Yes, I'm up,,!" greet Ossa and sit on the sidewalk slowly.

""Hand Ossa!" exclaim Zoan. Feeling less safe if the person being piggybacked is not holding on. And it felt faint when Ossa was already holding the shirt on his back.

Zoan took his bicycle gliding around the Old City area of Semarang. It's so exciting to feel. Fun things that have not been felt for too long and never even thought to be done again.

Remember, Zoan rented a decorative bicycle last time with friends while still sitting on the Junior High School bench. When not yet required to care about lodging by his late parents.

Not noticeably, the bike had entered the beautiful garden of Siguting. I was so tired, even breathing was hard.

"Ossa we'll take a break, please,,!" exclaim Zoan while stopping on the sidelines. Ossa came down and stood over.

"Boss Zoan, wait! I bought you a drink there,,!" ossa said while pointing at a cart that sold a lot of bottled and canned drinks. Zoan seems to be a sudden flood of sweat. His face was dripping with sweat, even the clothes on Zoan's back had been soaked.

"Yes,,Ossa. I'm so, so thirsty, "," said Zoan.

Ossa rushes to leave Zoan and no longer looks at him. But still had heard the sound of a ringing call from Zoan's phone. The rest no longer knew who the call was from. Ossa had been very far away and was now almost at the drink cart.

Two bottles of drink have been carried away in haste. Feeling pity given Zoan who looked very thirsty with a flood of sweat on his pale-looking face.

However, what he saw made him anxious and anxious. What's wrong with that guy..

Zoan sat glaring with an ornamental bicycle that had been slammed not far from him. Zoan was looking down deeply and saw a shake in his head and shoulders. It seemed that the man was holding back the cry. Ossa walked over quickly. Wanted to investigate immediately what was going on with Zoan. The inn boss looked so pitiful..

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